When the principal had finished shaking my hand and giving me my diploma, I threw a handful of confetti into the air and walked through it.
I rule so hard.
Okay. This actually pisses me off. Cause a bunch of people I was going to school with in Marshall were stoked that I was going to have a mohawk during graduation. And then, -oh hahah. this is the funny part- I move to New Franklin, one fucking month before I graduate, and guess fucking what, I find out a day, one fucking day before graduation that I can't wear my hair up, and if I do, I can't fucking walk. What kind of bull shit is that? So I pull a prank, and hide woopie cushions under all the graduates seats, so when we all sit down at the same time there's this HUGE fart. Ah. It was hilarious. And like always, I was laughing like a hyena.
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